Novels by Writingale Pen

Karen’s POV.He stopped fucking me and slowly slipped out, my pussy feeling very numb.He took off the cuffs and the removed the mouth gag that he placed on my mouth initially.A wave of shame overwhelmed me and I had the urge to cry.“Don't panic baby girl, it is normal to bleed on your first time and I fucked you very hard.”He raised me up and took me to the bathroom for me to wash off.He helped me wash my body and took me back to the room, sitting me on the chair while he changed the bed sheets and sprayed air freshener all over the room.“There is nothing to be ashamed or scared of. This is completely normal.”He reminded me and I blushed very hard.Maybe he was not that dangerous like everyone said after all.“Thank you.”I stood to go to help finish the clean up but there was this sting of sensation in my lower pussy, sending me back into a fall.“Karen! Did I ask you to stand up?”He raised his voice at me, and quickly moved to where I was, adjusting me so that I could sit up

Karen’s POVI was getting disvirgined by a Mafia boss. This was literally one of the biggest movie plot twist in my life.“Would you want to be opened up in a doggy position?”He asked into my ears, breathing down on my external ears and using his tongue to massage the parts of it.I crumbled, my legs already shaking and my nipples getting harder.“Is it going to be too painful?”I asked in a shaky voice and he kissed my neck, rocking my ass on his already erect dick.“I am not going to lie to you. It is going to be more painful than you are expecting but I am going to go easy on you. I promise.”He turned me around to face him and he found his way to my lips, kissing me erratically and using his tongue to massage my lips, nose, sides of my eyes and my forehead.“Mm. It feels so fucking good.”“What feels so fucking good?”He asked me with a slurred speech, bringing his mouth down to my tummy, tapping on he sides and kissing my lower tummy, on top of my pussy.“The way you kiss me.”“

Don’s POV“Hmm, you taste so yummy.”I moaned in between her legs as I rubbed my face in her insides, taking her legs higher and placing them on my shoulders so I could have more access to her pussy.“Thank y-”She moaned out loud, and put her arm across her chest, grabbing her tender boobs.I wanted to stop but I could not.With each swipe of my head on her pussy, her juice became tastier. I used my tongue as a funnel, shovelling her cum back inside her and kissing her pussy lips so I would take out all of the orgasm.“Mmmm.”I rubbed my nose on the top of her clit then I titled my head back a bit so I could get a better view of her pussy.I tongue fucked her pussy, inserting my tongue as deep as possible and thrusting in and out of her.“Fuckkkkk.”She screamed out louder and held my head steady in fornt of her, her leg already trembling.“Yessss. Keep fucking going.”She muttered out loud and I went faster, moving my head as deep as I could and making very thrust count.“Beg me.”I

Karen’s POVHis touch was warm and appealing, and he took his time to draw lines on my body.I squealed out loud, arching into him and staring deeply into his eyes.“Thank you for the compliment.”He smiled at me and turned me around, so my front part would be pinned to the wall and he squished his body into mine, pressing on me hardly.His jaw was smooching on my shoulders, the breathing from his nose warming my body up.I held out my hands to the wall, moaning deeply and sighing out loud.I felt his tomgue on my skin, which immediately gave me goosebumps.He licked from the top part of my shoulders to the bottom, piercing his lips to my skin.I could feel his hands trace down to my ass, gripping on it tightly before spanking it and massaging the area.“Argh. Fuck!!!”I screamed and he pushed nyy head deeper into the wall, silencing me.“You are already screaming when I am jusy getting started with you.”He whispered into my ear, sticking out his tongue to play with the top part of m

Karen’s POVI was anything but nervous. Just highly expectant amd fascinated.My father already asked me if I was fine with this and everytime he asked, I would give him the same reply-I was more than satisfied.This was a dream come true.I have fantasized about The Mafia Don for years and now, I get to be his mistress?I am literally living the life.Things got even realer when a black SUV pulled up to come and pick me and I was instructed to put on a big gown with nothing inside.I already knew what was going to go down and I anticipated the moment!I obeyed and they had to cover my eyes for some reason that I did not bother asking and we drove to the mafia den.“This is it, Karen. Chin up, smile and don’t talk too much.”I said to myself when I gently climbed down the SUV, walking up to where everybody stood.I immediately sighted Don Rupert because of his never changing fashion sense and I assumed the people around him were his employees because they were all putting on the same

Don Rupert’s POV “I know what rule number one states, Don.” He sneered at me and I nodded off. “Nah, I must have forgotten. I need you to remind me, please!” My grip on the glass cup tightened and a surge of anger enveloped me. I was getting more agitated and tired of this conversation. “Rule number one states than pleasure should never be mixed with business.” “EXACTLY!!!” I yelled at the wall, throwing the glass cup at it and grunting out loud. The sound of glass shattering echoed in the room and Gregory stayed silent. He did not utter a word or continue to try and convince me. It was better when he spoke. His silence never turned out good. “Speak.” I finally broke the uncomfortable silence, snapping out of whatever assumption that was in my head. He sat calmly opposite me, opening his bag and taking out the card. He

Mara’s POVI’d known this moment was coming from the beginning. The formal interrogation, where the Council and pack elders would arrive on campus and begin their official investigation into the kidnapping and the broader situation. I’d prepared for it carefully, rehearsed my story multiple times, made sure every detail was perfect and every angle covered.When they called my name first…..placing me ahead of Garrett, Lucas, and Tamara in the interrogation order…….I felt a surge of satisfaction. They wanted to hear from me first. They wanted my version of events before the others could influence their thinking.I stood up with perfect composure and walked into the arena, my head high, my expression one of concerned concern rather than triumph.The space had been transformed once again. Where there had been hockey and celebration just hours earlier, there was now formal authority and official judgment. The interrogation chamber had been set up with precision. The Council members sat on

Tamara’s POVI lay in bed long, staring at the wall and feeling the weight of guilt pressing down on me. Garrett had won the tournament. Best Player award. Five goals………a tournament record that probably wouldn’t be broken for years.And I hadn’t been there to see it.He’d wanted me there. I’d known that from the beginning. And despite everything…..despite my fear and my exhaustion and my desperate need to hide from the world……part of me had wanted to be there for him too.But I’d made the right choice staying here. I knew that. Elena had been right when she told Garrett that my being there would have only added to the spectacle, would have made me another point of drama for people to gossip about. Garrett standing with his Eclipse Wolf girlfriend at the tournament would have been a statement, not support. And I couldn’t be a statement right now. I could barely be a person.My phone buzzed on the nightstand. A text notification. I ignored it.Then it rang.I almost didn’t answer, bu

Garrett’s POVElena left without another word, disappearing into the crowd. I stood alone in the chaos of the post-tournament celebration, watching the people around me celebrate a victory that felt completely hollow. I still held the trophy in my hands, its weight meaningless compared to everything else pressing down on me.What mattered now was preparing for what came next………..the Council interrogation. The formal investigation that would determine whether Tamara survived this or was exiled from every supernatural community. That was the only victory that actually mattered anymore.I was so focused on my thoughts that I almost didn’t notice my uncle approaching until he was already blocking my path.“Garrett,” he said, his voice low and measured. “We need to talk.”My uncle was the Fornon Pack’s chief advisor, a political strategist who understood the complicated dynamics between packs and the Council better than almost anyone. If anyon

Garrett’s POVThe arena was packed with more people than I’d ever seen at a hockey tournament before. Everyone wanted to witness the final match…..the Fornon Pack against the Ashford Pack, the two strongest teams on campus. The stands were full of students, faculty, and representatives from various supernatural communities who’d come to watch the spectacle.I didn’t care about any of them.I skated onto the ice with one goal in mind……find Tamara in the crowd. Somewhere in those stands was the person I actually cared about, and I needed to see her. Needed to know she was there, watching, supporting me even though the entire campus was treating her like a monster.The game started, and my focus shifted to the ice. Not because I cared about winning or impressing anyone, but because getting through this tournament meant I could find her afterward.The first period went smoothly. I scored twice, my movements fluid and precise. The cr

Tamara’s POV“Tamara,” Garrett called out, moving quickly to catch up with me. “Where are you going?”“Back to my dorm,” I said without stopping or looking at him. I couldn’t look at him right now.He fell into step beside me, and for a moment I thought he might just walk with me in silence. But then he reached out and tried to take my hand, his fingers extending toward mine like he was offering me an anchor. Like he thought his touch could somehow ground me after everything I’d just endured.I gently removed his hand before he could fully grasp mine. The gesture was soft, not harsh, but firm enough that he understood immediately that I was drawing a boundary.“Not now, please,” I said quietly, my voice barely holding together.He didn’t follow me after that. I could feel him stopping behind me, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t turn around. If I looked at him, if I saw the hurt or confusion on his face, I might break complete

Tamara’s POVI was standing outside the arena, trying to breathe, when Garrett appeared.Everything felt complicated right now, layered and confusing.“You’re going to be fine,” he said, his voice steady and certain in a way I desperately needed to hear. “Just be yourself. Tell them the truth. That’s all you have to do.”Paul came up beside him, and the sight of both of them together with my protector and my true friend made me feel less alone in this moment.“We’ll be right out here,” Paul said quietly. “Both of us. Whatever happens in there, you’re not alone.”I nodded, unable to speak. The arena doors loomed before me like the entrance to judgment day.“Go,” Garrett said gently. “It’s time.”I turned and walked toward the doors. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it might break through my ribs. My hands were shaking. But I kept walking because there was nothing else I could do.The arena doors o